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a bunch of custos 
Tryna get em a dose
I go and give em what they want
So they can leave me alone

Getting deep up in my bag
Inna league of my own
They

Gone

Ain't gone lie we had some good times
Same feeling when I write these good rhymes
On the Vegas Strip sipping on dat good shit
On a fake baller

that
Told 'em I'm a beast
Now I see why you get mad
When y'all be walking by
I be feeling on your chicks ass
You ain't do nothing keep moving with your

when we at yo momma house, you asked for it
Anybody can get smacked nigga, as long as I got the cash for it

D.rastically
R.uling
A.nd
K.illing
E.very

never fell off that cliff
Let's get it started
9/29, oh, ay, I've been a target
Whether in New Orleans or when I set it off
With the bars in the morning

Take flight and 
land by this evening 
When ah approached you 
You was kinda shy 
ah was confident 
You were mines
I can’t deny 
Err time I’m with you

and heals where I'm from
I love the way my name feels in your mouth
I hope I hold yours as delicate and proud
I wonder if the ancestors smile when they see us

do me dirt that's that, it's a wrap
I ain't trynna scrap motherfucker get back
Bitch I'm a mack, I'm about facts
Hit you with the super dope flow when

Jay
Look
Its goes on and on again
You don't like to settle
But I don't know what you mean
Cause it seems you too complacent
When it comes to you

He’s all dipped in grey, New Era and headphones, never checking Folk, House music or Dreadzone, dead stoned, tags cars when he heads home, Feds know

song up on the radio
Time flies by when you're having fun
Drive the coast with the top roof gone
Light-soaked skin from the beaming sun
cnd you know I

cut off ya penis and stuff it up ya mother's ass
So ya know dat we mean it, this shit ah make da devil proud
Cause he cried when he seen it , And I

They tryna conceal it like guns on the low when you walk in the store cause you never do know
When an enemy pulling on you for the show
I ain't hiding

alone
Family I never knew, love then was never home
Gone out my life when I was eight years old
Then returning when my second son was eight years old

tonight? Then I’m sliding
Feels like home base when I slide in
When I go seeking, no, I’m not hiding
Out in the open. Gimmie the potion
No need to worry

& waves will take me to my grave,
and when I go there
I know that I wont be alone
'cause I've been spotted, blotted
many many times before 

Eased

emotions put you through some obstacles
I had to let it go, holding on to hate wasn't optional
When I call on God, he give me strength to move mountains

Yeah unh
This got that bass to beat the block
I'm on that block to blaze the beat
Don't bring that weak you get defeated
Not from me cuz to beef is

at stake
I used sit and wonder when the fuck you'd come home
Now it's too late not even a call
Till we meet again I'm gon change the world
And this a promise

when will you cease


VERSE 1 (BVT)
From Gaza to Gadigal
We keep it radical
Where's Tony's morals?
I think on sabbatical
How did this catapult? 
Slinging

And we’re living in the Gaza
Or should i say testing grounds
Were they sell tourmaline by the ounce
We have to hide when we pray to the father
I never knew

humbled us and made us do chores (đập mày chết)
(Hahaha, cheez)
Việt kiều, where my home b? (Bih, bih)
Swear they callin me foreign when I'm overseas (Chow)

Listen to the music when I get home
Sing it to myself all day long
She is that one type of R&B song
That makes me feel some typa way
You got Netflix

I wanna rob the place then first i case it
I'm tryin ta get away my nigga so it's covered faces uhhh

I'm James 2 Da J and that be everyday
Grind like